Firemen

There are a couple of things that pop into my mind when I say that word...

#1. Lil Wayne
#2. Drunk
#3. pervs

It is sad that working at restaurants in Bryan/College Station will do that to a person. These guys do so many things that are good for us! But once a year A&M holds fire school...and they come out of the cracks like roaches.

Last night I was called by my busser over to a table bc the table was whistling for someone to help them.

I don't like to do cold calls on these kinds of tables, because you never know what you are going to get. So I asked Philmont what was going on.

Her response...THOSE GUYS ARE ASSHOLES...when she came to the table he asked her to read the menu for her...good luck with that one sweetie

So I scan the table and there is no need for me at that point. I went up to the host stand, but before I got there she informed me that the guys she just sat were ASSHOLES...she said that she tried to seat them at one table...but he pushed her aside to point at another table and seat themselves. Then the guy with droopy eyes whistled at her, the motioned to get him a drink, and shooed her to dismiss her...PALEASE....

Understand that normally a host will get your drink for you, if you ask politely...that did not fall under that category.

I asked her how many people she sat at the table. Her answer was two. My question became...WHY ARE THERE 5 DRINKS ON THE TABLE!!!!

It turns out when they sat they split...one went to the bar to order drinks, and the other ordered at the table.

I told the guy that I was going to have to remove some of the drinks from the table...as law requires us to have a max number of drinks per patron. The guy informed me that his friend was going to be pissed...and that is ok with me.

I removed the drinks and took my risk...HERE WE GO!!!

Lucky for me the guy that was "going to be pissed" was the nice guy...

The beers were gone, but when I reached for the margarita...the guy shooed my hand. So I informed him that I needed to take the drink bc he could only have one in front of him (the 2nd time I explained this) He finished the one so he could have the other...grrrrrr

then he told me...go get me another margarita...I regretfully informed him (not really) that it was past last call, so he could order no more drinks. But he could finish the two beers that I removed earlier...as long as he did so before 15 mins after close.

He was not satisfied with that bc he didn't want beer...just another rita...NO DICE PLAYER

I was lucky that a table that was very close was a manager at another establishment in town that I knew...so I hovered by there table to be present but not...

I kept checking on the table...but the only words I heard from the droopy eye guy was margarita...so I continued to ignore him

I dealt with a drunk guy that got out of control a few weeks prior...so I was weary of a repeat!

I am happy to report that these guys left without a fight...the guy was rude the entire time...but his friend's niceness made up for it.

It always makes me feel better when someone's friend is willing to admit how much of a jerk they are...so I know that it is not me being the jerk!!!

So I went on the rest of the night singing my Lil Wayne song...ready for the next night of firemen...they will be here all week!!